Chapter 32: Straightforward (2)

However, Yu Huai is not such a person. He is not worried. He doesn't wrong himself. He can get along well with everyone, but he has never cherished his popularity too much. Once needed, he can abandon the so-called recognition of any stranger. Yu Huai despised all the twists and turns in interpersonal communication-"What if you know what you know to each other, how about it? It saves everyone time."
God knows how much I actually yearn to be him.
"Uh," I leaned on the math textbook and tilted my head to look at him, "I just wanted to say, when you just said that you were going to Tsinghua University, you were quite dragged."
"Because it's the truth." The arc of Yu Huai's mouth seemed to rise, and he forced it down.
"Well, it's cool enough just because it's the truth," I nodded like a dogleg, "why be so humble."
Suddenly, I felt that after dealing with Chen Xuejun, he and I have rarely had such a relaxed and natural conversation. Somehow everything came back, like before.
Yu Huai was a little embarrassed by me: "By the way, didn't you just ask me why I listen to songs?"
"Yes, why?"
"My heart is a little confused," Yu Huai smiled, "I'm just a little flustered and confused. But I don't want to say it in front of outsiders."
He turned his mouth in the direction of Zhu Yao in the front row.
I touched the switch because of a word.
He said, outsider.
As the "owner", I kept silent for a while before I could continue to ask in a calm tone: "Why? You will panic too?"
When Yu Huai was about to answer, I heard Zhang Feng clear his throat before the podium.
"Go out if you don't want to attend class." Zhang Feng's words are always simple.
No.166
After the second half of class, Yu Huai still fell asleep. He always told me to play games until three o'clock in the morning, which is not entirely true-when he is not sleepy, he has been doing competition questions, and the game is just for refreshing.
When Zhang Feng lectures, he will always take care of himself, and will not be too demanding of those classmates who lie on the table to meet Zhou Gong, and I don't have to "cover" Yu Huai. When class was over, he was like mud stuck to the table, and he couldn't get up anyway.
I took the camera out of the desk, turned off the shutter sound as usual, and quietly took a picture.
"If you can't get up, don't get up. The next class is history. You can go to sleep." In order to cover up my crime, I said very thoughtfully.
"No," Yu Huai said vaguely. "Hold in your urine, you have to go to the toilet."
He finally stood up his upper body, suddenly turned his head to look at me, half-opened his eyes, and got close.
"...What are you doing?"
"Pinch me."
I stretched out my hand and twisted his ear lightly. Seeing that he didn't respond much, I twisted it vigorously.
Yu Huai yelled "Oh", Xu Yanliang and the others looked back.
"You asked me to pinch!" I quickly dismissed it.
"Well," Yu Huai yawned, "So I can rest assured."
"Don't worry?"
"Sure I really woke up now, instead of rushing to wet the bed."
"You are so thoughtful." The corners of my mouth twitched.
Yu Huai slept with the sweater neckline crooked, I subconsciously stretched out my hand to help him straighten the collar of the shirt that turned out, and my finger touched his cheek, and he was excited.
Our eyes are facing each other, my hands are still frozen in the air, and my heart is dead.
"I just can't understand that things are not neat." I said with a dry smile.
Yu Huai glanced at the paper on the window sill that I had piled up into a mountain of garbage, and smiled noncommittal.
"Your hands are so cold."
He stood up as he said, I turned to the left with a smile, put my hand on the heater to bake, thought about it, and then turned to look.
The teenager who said he was flustered while walking pulled his slightly twisted sweater and disappeared at the back door of the classroom.
I opened the old notebook that Yu Huai had left on the table, and the first page read "Sheng Huainan". The name seemed familiar, and it took me a while to remember that this man is a who is one level higher than us, Yu Huai's idol—the one who taught him not to review classical Chinese dictation by example.
The idol’s physics competition notebook, no wonder, looks more difficult to understand than Hogwarts’ magic textbooks. I was able to turn around and suddenly felt a look.
Zhu Yao was looking at me coldly, and when I noticed that I noticed her, she grinned without a smile: "What is it, let me have a look."
"It's Yu Huai, so don't move it casually."
Zhu Yao smiled "Come on", "Come on, aren't you turning it over?"
"Because I have a good relationship with him."
I blurted out and saw Zhu Yao turn back with a cold face again, and I realized what I had said.
How can I say that, really, really...
It's so cool.
No.167
After two self-study classes in the afternoon, I finally caught up with the progress of the function part and caught up with Zhang Feng's running carriage.
I couldn't help turning back and forth several times over the two-day notes I personally made, and gently rubbing the concave and convex writing on the page, a special sense of accomplishment emerged spontaneously. This is different from the "note-copying" that Yu Huai despised in the first math class. This is a study note that I made little by little on the basis of understanding.
Maybe my expression was a little abnormal. Yu Huai looked at me several times, but I ignored him, proudly indulging in joy.
Then, I dig out the simplest set of the several exercise books recommended by Yu Huai from the desk, and went straight to the chapter of the function, over the blank space like dog gnawing in front; I picked it in my pencil bag for a long time, Take out the favorite black water-based pen, the mechanical pencil for calculations, and the red ballpoint pen for correcting the answers and put them on the right side; finally, stom a pile of scratch paper on the table, stomping horizontally and vertically, making sure that they are neat and tidy. Clamped by medium black clips.
"It's a big battle."
I gave Yu Huai a blank look. Talkative.
"I don't know much about mathematics, it's not wrong to be polite." I said sincerely.
"Then you talk slowly." Yu Huai sneered and continued to stare at his notes.
I picked up the mechanical pencil and started to read the first multiple choice question carefully.
Twenty minutes later.
Generally speaking, it is quite smooth. Although I still can't do the difficult questions, but I also feel that I have a lot of confidence after studying this way. It is very pleasant to do the questions.
Then, I nervously turned over the answers attached to the exercise book, took a few glances, and then turned back to correct it with a red ballpoint pen.
"I told you a long time ago, it's more convenient to tear off all the answers and hold them in your hands." Yu Huai continued to look for the mess without looking up.
"You need to control it!" I growled.
I am not in a good mood because I made a lot of mistakes. I didn't stop to study, but after all the answers were correct, I went back and tried to figure it out. Of course, I didn't forget to move the exercise book to the left window sill a little bit, as far as possible from Yuhuai's afterglow range.
After analysis, among all the wrong questions, 30% are sloppy calculations, 20% are not carefully reviewed, and 50% are... I don't know how wrong.
He took a sigh of relief, and now it's almost vented. I closed my eyes on the table, tired like a soymilk in the corner of my kitchen.
Life is not a movie. I thought God would arrange a few montages for me after I started to get angry. When I appeared again, I was already very good.
What a joke.
By the time I got up, my eyes were already pressing on my arms to see gold stars. It took a while to see things again, and then I saw Yu Huai studying my workbook.
"Can you save me some face?"
"I think you are making progress." He put down the exercise book and looked at me solemnly.
"Really?"
"Really." He closed the workbook. "In the past, your mastery of knowledge points was fragmented. After you learn a type of question, you can only use it mechanically, and you don't know how to die."
"What about now?" I stared at him expectantly.
"Now," he looked at me encouragingly, "you begin to know how you died."
"roll!"
"I'm serious!" He laughed, "If this goes on, your progress will be obvious. Very good."
"What do you mean by such a condescending attitude?" I grinned, but there was a hint of joy in my heart.
"Let you take your time."
"But," I lay down on the table in distress again, "I was chewing on math textbooks last night to this afternoon, and I was still so wrong."
"Don't expect to be able to master it just by reading a book. You still need to do the questions to be proficient. After all, all you test are variants of formulas. You must be flexible and judge based on understanding."
"Then what is this?" I pointed to Sheng Huainan's note under his chin.
"Oh, this is borrowed from Lin Yang, the secret book of his brother Sheng Huainan."
"I didn't ask you this, I asked you why you can just stare at the notes and not do the questions!"
Yu Huai looked at me with a look of pity for the second fool.
"Because I have Huigen."
I will never talk to this man again.
Yu Huai suddenly remembered something, and after taking a long time from his big schoolbag, he took out a grid book with Tianzi for elementary school students.
"I almost forgot, this is for you," he flicked in mid-air with the notebook, "Come on, Geng Aiqing, kneel down to take the order."
"What's the matter, Grandpa Yu?"
"Don't talk nonsense!" He glared at me, and I quickly picked it up like a dogleg and opened it in my hand.
Formulas are densely packed. The various theorems, inferences and simple algorithms derived are all marked with a red water-based pen, and the deduction process and applicable types of questions are written in black.
"Last night I made a surprise, and I only turned to such an empty book. It should be useful to you."
"But you are not busy lately..."
"It's just a change of mind, it doesn't take much effort," he interrupted me nonchalantly. "There are probably only those in the math function part of the first year of high school. Many of these theorems are not available in mathematics textbooks, but they are very useful when doing problems and save time. . You'd better cover the black part and push it yourself, just like you did last night."
My mind was a little confused, but I kept nodding.
"It's still the same sentence. Use this as the guideline and do more questions. With your kind of mind, don't expect to be a little bit by analogy. You are still more suitable for training animal conditioning."
I didn't catch Yu Huai's mockery, and suddenly I didn't know why my nose became sore.
"Thank you..." I suddenly choked up, crying in everything I said.
He was stunned.
After a few seconds, Yu Huai's roar could be heard all over the classroom.
"Geng Geng, do you have a brain disease!"
My tears were frightened back by him, and I quickly buried my head to avoid the unidentified gaze of the surrounding students.
I only heard Xu Yanliang's rough and loud voice: "If you scold well, women just owe you!"
I was lying on the table, and all kinds of emotions rushed to my forehead, as if God had smashed a lemon in my head.